A few days ago I was traveling south along Seventh in the upper teens. I had just picked up a new passenger and I was skirting the leftmost lane (at 30 mph) to make a turn up ahead. Another cab (this one vacant) darted across several lanes and stopped abruptly in front of me. Less than five seconds before the incident, I had actually intuited that something was about to happen, jeopardizing my collision-free status. Instinctively I had my foot ready to slam on brakes, which saved my front from careening into his rear end by just a couple inches. He was picking up a passenger in the worst possible manner.
If you're one of those inconsiderate and downright dangerous cabbies who cruise in the middle lane of a wide avenue, eyeballing both sides of the street to maximize your fare potential at the cost of public safety, I've got some serious beef with you. Pick a side and skim the far left or right lane. None of this split second crap. It's not worth the risk of having to pay thousands of dollars worth of damage (most cabbies don't carry their own insurance), maiming innocent bystanders, and causing a big traffic taco (jam in Spanish.)